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[bloomofnight]

I met him in the rain, and perhaps it was only fitting that I left him as the sky sprinkled down around me. I felt the puddles splash around my rain boots, streets glistening, dusted with orange shards, studded with beer bottles and spilled food. Maybe, I felt free. And maybe, I knew it was what I needed. But maybe, just maybe, it wasn't what I

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[ebay_pierre]

babe, I miss you.

and this is pretty. and it makes me long for something, but I'm not quite sure I know what that is.

[anonymous]

michael- you are an amaizing writer! i'm very impressed and deeply moved by this.

-Nick, your old roommate from the summer parsons program who doesnt really used his LJ anymore. xoxo

[barbiezeviltwin]

i sing this sad song quite a bit these days. you write beautifully, love. what don't you do beautifully? i miss you so so very much. ♥

[bloomofnight]

I don't sleep beautifully. Apparently, I roll off of the bed and kill myself on a rather regular basis. I found myself on the floor this morning.

[cheappills]

Nice writings, and you describe love the way I see it.

[bloomofnight]

I know it might sound cynical, but I don't think love is every really equal. One person will always care more than the other.

[anonymous]

I'm a chinese,20 years old,I can't fit in,have depression,eating disorder,love fashion,,but what make me different from you,is that I'm a female,study in Singapore(a Malaysian),bad in English and stupid,that's all.You can email me sometimes,natlie_tang@yahoo.com.We can be good friends,or you can try to love me